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[sunmon]

the next time i'm drunk enough to agree to have sex with you?
i'm beginning to see the virtues of temperance.

[morozova]

Do let me know how that works out for you.

( because he's started to pick up a pattern here, actually. )

[sunmon]

stop pretending like you care.

[ he's just trying to catch her off balance. hoping to see her slide into getting as messy as she'd been at scratch and get another chance. hoping to hear he'd left some indelible mark on her yet again. ]

[morozova]

If I didn't care I would hardly waste my time speaking to you.

[sunmon]

you were just hoping to use what you did to me to make yourself feel powerful

[morozova]

I think you have that reversed.

[sunmon]

excuse me?

[morozova]

You heard me.

[sunmon]

i would be careful what you say to me.

[morozova]

Shall I apologize?

[sunmon]

do you know how?

[morozova]

It would depend on the apology.

[sunmon]

by all means, then.
this should be good.

[morozova]

My apologies for striking your nerve so hard, pchelka.
In future I'll be more mindful.

[sunmon]

you don't have anything i'd want to use you for.

[morozova]

Is that so?

[sunmon]

what could you possibly give me here?

[morozova]

Validation.
That is why you keep seeking me out, isn't it? To make me admit that you're better than I am.
Because you can't believe it until I say it, can you?

[sunmon]

you are the last person i would come to seeking praise and compliments. i learned that lesson, thank you.

[morozova]

Ah, so then you're just using my body.
How mercenary.

[sunmon]

i was drunk and you came to me.

[morozova]

And all the times before?

[sunmon]

you mean like the time in my studio?
i don't owe you a laundry list of justifications.
i don't owe you anything.

[morozova]

No, you don't owe me anything, I suppose.

[sunmon]

especially not a description of any wounds you left me with.
so leave me alone.